Powerless

barely breathing

this chapter dedicated to Annieking:) i may not like Justin Beiber, but this girls is awesome, and also my first fan EVR:) round of a plause for annieking:)

(note: got the the name from barely breathing by vertical horizon:) they rock)

ch.9

Barely breathing

[Ariels POV]

I walk outside and feel the cool of night leaving trails of small chills running through my

Body. I go to my spot, underneath the giant willow tree, and I sit in a meditation position. The moon shines on my closed eyes as I try to decipher the good from the bad, what is right from wrong. 

You see, so often wrong may seem so right, but in the end, it comes back and bites you in the butt. If that really us true then what I just did was going to swallow me whole. 

How could I have been so stupid as to believe that she would actually believe me? I did sound crazy... Maybe I'm slowly getting there. Twisting what is fact and fiction until it all sudden mingles into one. 

I sigh and let go of my thoughts, I decide to listen to those around me. 

Blade and Logan are talking about how good the dinner is.

Leah is locked in her room.

Denia and Jasmine are talking about Eric, or rather Denia is talking and Jasmine is pretending to listen. 

I hear another voice. A voice that I can't place... A voice that is so demanding and full of power that It sends shocks throughout my body. It whispers my name, as if calling me to it... But who is it? 

The screams are back and I hold my ears and scream myself. The scream is blood curdling and horrible, like a child, lost in a sea of faces searching desperately for some kind of anchor. 

I can't help but cry as the sound just gets worse and worse. My screams

Become sobs as I rock back and forth. 

'Ariel.' another chill. 

"Ariel!" I am suddenly aware of a large warm body thrusting mine into a hug. 

'Ariel...this woman may die because of you.'

"no, no,no..." I mumble. 

'Ariel. You must unlock your powers to save your sister.' 

"no!" I scream.

I wake up in a cold sweat, chest heaving with every breath, head pounding. Tristan has one arm draped over me protectively. I close my eyes to try and steady my breathing. It doesn't do much help. 

My head pounds against my skull in a painful even rhythm. I get out of bed and carry myself to the kitchen. I grab a bottle of water and take two tylonals. I gaze out the window and the blackness is eerily dark. 

Dark as the wings of a raven. 

"Ariel." I jump at the sound of Erics voice coming from behind me. 

"yes?" I say. My voice is strained from all of the unsure tears. 

"are you ok?" 

"yes...I'm fine... Can I ask you a question?"

"anything my love." 

"is it possible to have more than one power? Like... Hypothetically, can you be a dream manipulator and also be able to see the future?" 

"well, yes... But only one person that I have ever met has both of those powers. Actually, he can put thoughts into peoples heads too."

"and who is that?" 

"Jeremiah Johnson."

Once again I flinch. Jeremiah Johnson... My father.